&the greying vision

Sunday, February 17, 2008 7:26 PM

like seriously, i'm near to deadmeat.
today, mr. concentration wasn't with me.
and i got no idea where had he gone.
cos i only managed to read thru 2 chapters of marketing,
which i'm supposed to finished it today.

and today, i got to finish understanding 5 chapters of my microecons, which i barely started.
oh, infact is HAVEN EVEN started.
and i need to start on my ob alr.
DAMNIT.
way behind time.

i shan't be slacking anymore.

many people have been asking me,
"why you start studying so fast?"

probably, due to the external environment, where most of the htm people i know,
has already started studying WAY LONG AGO.

~~stress~~

probably i do not want to admit that i'm some how freak out by the results i have for last sem.
nightmare, indeed.

enough of those.

otc refresh ytd.
energy level was ...
all thanks to the gym session the previous day,
i'm aching all over the body the next day, esp my back.
and i got to bring the dumb bag running around the school.
but everything was great.

studying session after that with rolly was great.
productive.
and insane, where we choose to climb over the gates.
cos we were purely lazy to climb down the stairs and up again.

gym session next week on top of my studying session.
ANYONE?

was telling jeremiah,
"i'm starting to miss o9 alr."

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upon recieving the ctss bbq invitation for all alumnis back to clementi town for a gathering.
i was telling myself,
"what's the point of going back?"
the teachers that taught us has all left the school except for maybe 2 or 3 of them.
the old campus has torn down, it's no longer the place that we used to run about.
the juniors left were those we had little contact with.
so seriously, what's the point.
clementi town now, seems to me is a stranger that i know for a period.

aspire and grow.
Adaptability, Self-discipline, Persevrance, Integrity, REspect.
Our mission and vision.

it seems so familiar, yet so unfamiliar.

i really miss the OLD clementi town.
the old campus.
the old batch of teachers.
the old students.

i miss my dearest sec 5s.
i miss crapping with mr lee, ms lim, ms wu, mrs wang, mr murali, ms koh etc.
i miss skipping chinese lessons.
i miss scolding the stupid idk-what's-her-name-which-i-dun-give-a-damn-care teacher, which always catch me for my tuck-out shirt, long-hair-still-dun-want-to-plait-it.
i miss playing basketball in the courts.
i miss having pe lessons in the quadrangle, which we can people-watch too.

i miss carrying percussion instruments, which at least weigh a few kg, from forth level, down to 1st level, sometimes up to the lorry, and from the first level back to the forth level.
i miss complaining to the band people, how i wish our band room is on the first level.
i miss complaining to the band people how zai is our percussion.

i miss staying back with the usual people in classes and really do revision for o levels.
i miss staying back late at night which we're supposed to have night focus, where we are supposed to revise for n levels, but we were outside the classroom climbing like monkeys up and down the roofs of the staircase.

lastly, i miss wearing clementi town secondary school uniform.
i'm proud being a clementeen.

these memories were all in my heart, and never be seen again forever.

only photos have this scenes.

the greatest love of all.

clementeens.

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